Invent Op

Another Lesson Learnt

admin — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 21:05:43 +0000

It had been three long days since Master had checked my piercings, and after being satisfied that they were healed, had placed the small gold lock through the rings and locked it securely in place.
Knowing I still had four days until his return from his business trip before my needs would be relieved was driving me crazy and as I reach down and play gently with the lock my mind wonders to the thought of removing the lock and relieving myself.
Surely Master would never know, and I had seen where he had hidden the key and it would only be the once, I reasoned with myself…
The thought of disobeying Master and getting away with it was making my pussy wetter by the minute and my fingers start to rub gently on my clit making it throb a little and a shudder surges through my body.
Standing I walk slowly to the cupboard across from the bed and open the top draw and search through the play toys before spying the key tucked away under a box. Taking the key and the large vibrating dildo I return to the bed and sit fiddling for a few minutes before making the final move and placing it in the lock, turning it slowly I hear the click as it opens and know there is no turning back now.
Placing the lock on the bedside table I lie back against the pillows and close my eyes, my hands rubbing over my breasts making my nipples hard and erect. Taking my nipples between my fingers I squeeze and tug at them sending a rush of sensations through my body. Running my fingers gently down my belly towards my wet pussy I feel my breathing deepen and a slight gasp escapes my lips as I run my finger along my slit coming to rest on my swollen clit.
Pulling my pussy lips apart with one hand I slide two fingers of the other inside my wetness, moving them in and out rhythmically, feeling my juices flowing onto them. Sliding a third then a fourth finger deep into my gaping pussy I start to fuck myself harder and faster until I am on the edge of orgasm.
Stopping before my body explodes, I pull my fingers from my pussy and replace them with the huge dildo that Master usually uses for punishment, today it would bring me pleasure.
Pushing the dildo in deeper and deeper I reach down and turn it on, the vibrations sending shock waves through my over sensitive body and making me writhe on the bed as I fuck my pussy with the monstrous toy.
Rubbing my fingers over my engorged clit I feel it throbbing hard and sense the first ripples of my orgasm start to take my body, then exploding from deep with me and I cry out loudly as I become one big shaking mass of jelly.
Laying back on the pillows I can hear my own heart beating and my chest is heaving as I try to catch my breath. As my body slows I feel a sense of guilt but dismiss it quickly with the thoughts that Master will never know.
Over the next four days the ‘just once’ turned to twice then three times and more.
The morning Master was due home I carefully checked that the lock was securely in place and replaced the key under the box before going downstairs to prepare breakfast knowing the Master would be hungry after his long trip.
Hearing the key in the door makes me jump and I try hard to compose myself before Master enters the room, telling myself over and over that he will never know.
” Hello my pet” he says as he enters the kitchen and kisses my cheek softly…
” Good morning Master” I reply with a smile… “How was your trip?”
“Very tiring my pet…I am glad to be home…and how was your week little one?”
“Very long and boring without you here Master” I reply hoping he wouldn’t notice the slight blush in my cheeks…
Sitting down at the table we enjoy breakfast as we chat about all the things Master had done on his trip before he rises from the table and goes upstairs leaving me to do the dishes.
As I dry the last of the dishes I hear him enter the lounge and think nothing of it until his voice bellows from the other room making me drop the cup, sending shattered pieces across the floor.
” COME HERE MY SUB” his voice sounding angry
Putting down the tea towel I hurry to the lounge and looking at Master’s face I knew instantly that something was wrong.
” Kneel beside me sub, I have something to show you”
Kneeling quickly beside him he flicks the remote control of the video and my stomach lurches as visions of me removing the lock and pleasuring myself jump onto the screen.
“but…how?…oh no” I stammer, words failing me as I watch the screen in horror
“I had a camera installed in the bedroom before I left my sub, and this is what I came home to see” he snarls and I feel the anger emanating from him
“Can you explain your disobedience girl?”
“I have no excuses Master” I reply quietly, knowing I am extremely big trouble and excuses would only make things worse for me
“Then you will be severely punished for this my sub” he says sternly “Punished like you have never been punished before
Gulping I manage to squeak out “yes Master, I understand”
“Now go to the dungeon and remove your clothes, kneel before the stocks and wait for me”
“Yes Master” I answer before standing and hurrying off to the dungeon, my head reeling with thoughts of what my punishment would be.
Entering the dungeon I look around, thinking this room has brought me so much pleasurable pain in the past but knowing that the pain I will endure now will be for punishment and I would remember it for a long time to come. The stocks and the cross seem so cold and nasty looking all of a sudden and a shiver runs up my spine at the uncertainty of what is to come.
Slipping my skirt down and letting it fall to the ground before unbuttoning my shirt and then folding both I place them on the chair at the side. Kneeling beside the stocks with my head lowered it seems like an eternity that I wait, but I know that Master is deliberately making me think about my disobedience and contemplate my actions.
Hearing the door open I daren’t look up, not wanting to see the disappointment and hurt in Master’s eyes.
Without a word he takes my arm and makes me stand then walks me to the middle of the dungeon, leaving me standing, he opens the cupboard and walks back with cuffs and places them on my now trembling wrists then lifts my arms above my head and attaches them to the chain hanging from the ceiling before reaching for the spreader bar and fastening it to my ankles and adjusting the width, spreading my legs further apart than ever before and making them ache. Moving silently to the cupboard again he returns with a pair of large, heavy alligator clamps and holds them before me.
“I have never used these before my sub as I felt they would be far to painful to endure…but today I think they will be needed”
“I would normally blindfold you before applying clamps, but I want you to watch as these teeth bite into your nipples”
Taking out a gag he places it in my mouth and secures it tight before taking the clamps and opening them wide, letting me see the jagged teeth that are about to bite down on my sensitive nipple and I start to shake my head and try to plead for mercy from behind the gag but it is useless and I scream out in pain from behind the gag as he puts the clamp over my nipple and lets it go.
Pain shoots through my breast as the teeth cut into my flesh and I scream out again as the second clamp bites down hard.
Taking hold of the clamps he tugs hard making me arch my back towards him before letting go and flicking them hard.
Picking up a large paddle Master walks behind me and I tense awaiting the attack from the paddle on my ass.
The paddle comes down hard, filling the room with an echoing crack, lunging my body forward and causing the clamp to sway and bite down harder on my burning nipples.
“You will receive one paddle for every time you pleasured yourself my sub, the same with the crop and the leather flogger, and if I counted correctly, that was ten times”
“Do you understand sub?” he asks and I nod my head that I do so
The paddle comes down on my ass again and again making it burn and sting more than I had ever felt before, my nipples felt as though they were being ripped from my body and my legs ached from being spread so far apart for so long.
Turning, Master picks up the crop and brings it down hard across my breasts making the clamps bite into my nipples hard and I cry out from the gag as tears stream down my cheeks and onto the floor. Nine more times the crop landed across my breasts and I feel my head spin before plunging into darkness.
I had no idea how long I had blacked out for, but the coolness of the water Master was splashing on my face soon brought me back to reality and looking down I see the clamps and realize that my punishment is not yet over.
Removing the gag Master places a glass to my lips and makes me drink some water before replacing the gag and walking to the door.
“I will give you a little time to recover my sub” he says before closing the door behind him
The cool air on my burning ass is soothing and my nipples have long gone numb. I stand thinking of my actions and wishing I had never disobeyed Master. A few stolen pleasurable moments were not worth the punishment I was receiving.
The door opens and Master enters and I know I still have more pain to endure before my ordeal is over.
“Believe it or not my sub, this is hurting me more than it is hurting you” he says as he moves towards the flogger hanging on the wall. Taking it down he sprays it lightly with water to enhance its sting and I close my eyes and wait for the first whack from its heavy strands.
The sting on my pussy lips shoots through my body making me clench my fingers tight around the chain above my head. I had expected the flogger to come down across my shoulders and was not ready for the leather biting into my wide spread pussy. Again and again he flogs my open pussy making it burn and twitch, the pain shooting through my entire body before laying the flogger down and returning to stand before me. Reaching out he takes the clamps and I hold my breath knowing the flow of blood rushing back into my crushed and bleeding nipples will be excruciating. Quickly he opens them and drops them to the floor then rubs my nipples with his palms as I scream from behind the gag, my body writhing in pain.
When I have settled he lifts my chin making me look deep into his dark eyes.
“You will not disobey me again will you my pet?” he asks and I shake my head, my eyes pleading with him to end my nightmare.
As if reading my mind Master removes the gag before bending down and unclipping my legs from the bar, then supporting my body he unclips my hands letting me slump down into his arms. Holding me close he rocks me gently without a word, bringing me down slowly from the punishment I had endured.
My body finally stops trembling and he lifts me and carries me from the room and places me on the bed before going to the bathroom and starting a bath, pouring in some soothing gel then coming back and lifting me again and placing me gently in the warm water to sooth my aching and burning body.
“Relax and enjoy my pet” he says
“When you have recovered I may permit some pleasure as you have taken your punishment well” he adds with a smile and a wink before turning to leave the room…

Lover’s Spat

admin — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 17:06:18 +0000

Looking back on it, the argument seemed trivial, that was until she’d thrown something in anger. She realized that’d been a tad bit too far. He motions for her to come to him, but in her normal feisty fashion, Linda refuses defiantly. After their talks, she knows what point they were at; she went to dodge past him, but he catches her. Kicking and fighting, she is taken to the couch. Squirming, she’s pulled across his lap; she’s getting more agitated as she feels her shorts tugged down. She’s getting nervous, this is serious now.
The first spank falls and Linda cusses up a storm. That barely even hurt, but it flares her anger. His next smack is harder on her quivering buns. Still, she won’t give him the satisfaction of admitting it. She feels his hand on her panties as she tries to stop him, but they’re pulled down.
Linda feels very exposed now as her panties are right below her butt framing it, making it seem that much more naked. Now his spanks are stinging a bit and falling regularly. The more she fights and cusses, the harder he spanks her butt. It’s starting to really sting and she’s asking him to stop. He points to what she’d broken laying near the both of them and continues to make her butt red. The emotion of the argument and the stinging spanks on her quivering cheeks bring tears to Linda’s eyes. Quietly, they begin to slip down her cheeks. He spanks her for a while longer, then stops. He pulls his beautiful girl up and sits her on his lap arms going around her. She sniffles a bit as he puts his arms around her and hugs her closely too him. He strokes her hair as they both relax a bit. Linda becomes a bit more aware of her man’s erection.
She had felt his cock under her during her spanking and could tell it was still their straining against his pants. She wiggles her butt against him and playfully punches him in the chest, teasing him for being a ‘meanie’. He pulls her close and kisses her deeply. It’s a long knowing kiss as his hand teases down between her legs. He says that he’ll make it better and puts her down, leaving the room.
Her man comes back, sitting the lotion down, and kneels in front of her. He smiles up at her as he pulls her shorts and panties all the way off. A quick kiss on her inner thigh, then he’s kneeling between her legs and pulling her top off. As her arms are caught in her top and it’s above her mouth, but still covering her eyes, he kisses his woman passionately. The wetness that began as his hard hand spanked her firm butt is ever increasing. She’s completely naked for him now, so he slowly strips for her as she watches.
He takes her by the hand and eases her back over his lap into her original position. Now, Linda lays there completely naked, pelvis on top of his hard naked cock as she hears him squirting lotion into his hands. Her burning cheeks are soothed as his hands begin smoothing cool lotion over them. His hands glide over her exposed butt in cool lazy circles, massaging the lotion into her flesh. His cock swells further as he looks down at his girl’s beautiful sexy ass and graceful pussy peeking from between her legs. Linda sighs and relaxes as her man’s hands lovingly rub the slick lotion over her behind. She feels him glide over each cheek, then together, then gently dipping down in between them covering her most intimate places in cool lotion.
Linda’s pussy gets a bit wetter as his lotion-coated thumb makes several slow lazy circles over her anus.
His breathing is quickening because she’s so beautiful and sexy lying before him. Needing more contact with her, he eases her pelvis up and slides a hand under her. Linda thrills to his touch as the hand firmly cups her sex. He simply covers it with his hand as the other continues fondling her sexy butt. Her nipples harden as his lotion-covered finger pays more and more attention to her little sensitive asshole. The finger has dipped low between her cheeks and is gently rubbing her in little relaxing circles, his other hand giving her pussy a gentle squeeze of ownership.
She hears him telling her how beautiful she is as she looks back at him. Her breath catches and she blushes a bit as the tip of his slick finger slips the slightest bit into her butt, then eases back out. He slowly repeats this over and over as her blush deepens and her pussy begins to coat his fingers. He gently eases more of his finger into her behind as his other hand’s fingers slowly begin to undulate over the outside of her sex, the fingers alternating pressure on her clit and her opening. Linda’s breath is coming quickly as his finger buries itself deep in her tight butt. To make matters worse, he curls two of the fingers cupping her sex, right into her pussy on either side of her swollen clit. He holds his finger still in her beautiful butt giving her time to accept him and concentrates on fingering her pussy, feeling her clit rubbing against his fingers.
Feeling her relax to the hard presence in her bottom, he begins sliding the finger in and slowly out in time to the fingers playing in the wetness between her legs. Linda is breathing rapidly as he begins fucking her ass with his finger while taking her pussy with his other fingers. She feels how hard her man is under her. She can feel that he’s getting wet by what he’s doing to her. He doesn’t give her any chance to recover. He takes both of her womanly places over and over as she gets more and more excited. Linda feels the niggling sensation somewhere deep inside between her pussy and her bottom…the sensation rapidly grows expanding as her orgasm sweeps over her. Her butt squeezes his finger hard and her pussy soaks his fingers as she moans and cums on her man’s lap. He fucks her a bit more with his fingers as she cums, then gently removes his finger from her bottom. He rubs her back as the feeling and emotion courses through her. Pulling her up off his lap, he holds her cuddled on the couch.
She lies there for quite sometime under his arm, head on his chest as he slowly strokes her hair. She listens to his heart beating as he tucks a blanket around them. Feeling her red buns against the couch, she giggles and tells him he was supposed to kiss it and make it better. She feels his lips on her forehead as she hears him say, “The night is young…”

Tortured and Dominated Ch. 03

admin — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 17:06:04 +0000

Steve released my arms from the overhead chains. Man, it felt good to get my arms down again. He pulled them behind my back and fastened the cuffs together. Removing the chains that held my ankles, he demanded, “On your knees, faggot.”
“Now, you’re gonna learn that I own you. I own your faggot ass. I own your faggot cock. I own your faggot mouth. You’re gonna service me in every way. You’re gonna be my pussy boy. You’re gonna service all my friends until you learn that you ain’t worth shit!” he whispered in a low and sinister voice.
He pushed me down on my face. With his knee on the small of my back, he fastened my ankles together. Holding me down, he laid on top of my. I could feel his monster 10 inch cock rub between the cheeks of my ass. He put his hand in my crack and began rubbing some greasy lube in it … on his cock too, I guess.
With great precision, the head of his cock pushed into my guts, stretching my sphincter mercilessly.
“Ahhhhh…OHHH, damn!” I cried.
“SHUT THE FUCK UP, FAGGOT” Steve yelled. “You are not to say anything unless I ask you a direct question. And …. NO screaming”
He waited a second for me to get used to his invasion, then pushed forward. Inch but thick inch, his cock pushed deeper and deep inside me. When he finally seated it all the way in, my guts felt like I was on fire.
He started ramming my ass, with no regard to how it was hurting me. Back and forth …. back and forth … for almost 20 minutes! When he got close, he’d stop and order me to lay very still. Once I kept moving my ass he slapped the back of my head and pulled my hair violently.
My ass was so sore, I couldn’t stand much more, when he finally banged it deep in me. I felt it throb and pulsate and his hot cum blasted deep inside me. He body was twitching as his load was delivered.
Finally he collapsed on top of me. Laying on top for a long time, he started to fall asleep. God, he was heavy when all his weight relaxed on me. I tried to wiggle him off, but he stayed firmly on top, with his softening cock still in my ass.
After what seemed like an hour, he stirred and started to gently work his soft cock, still inside me. I could feel it growing in my ravaged ass … longer and longer … fatter and fatter. As it became thick and hard, I felt the twangs of pain in my ass again.
He was wide awake again and pumped my butt for many minutes. Finally pulling out, he grapped my head of hair and pulled my face around to his cock.
“Open up and suck this” he demanded.
As he slid it into my mouth, I could taste the lube and cum on his cock. He held my head tight and pushed it all the way into my throat, until I couldn’t breathe. He held my head there for a couple of minutes … damn! I needed to breathe when he finally let me move back a couple of inches. I was gasping for air.
“Aha … ha” he laughed. “You’ll learn to control your breath cause you’ll have this in your throat a lot … pussy mouth”.
Withing a few minutes, his cock exploded into my mouth. Cum spued out. I couldn’t swallow fast enough and some ran across my lips. He finished and made me lick and suck him clean.
I lay there for a long time. Steve threw a blanket over me and told me to sleep. I had a big day ahead of me! Oh man, what next.
After a few hours of sleep, I was awakened by voices, then footsteps on the stairs. Steve was followed by a tall and muscular man.
“Here he is” Steve said, leading the strange ove to where I lay. He reached down and threw the blanket in the corner.
“You can do anything you want. For 1 hour. You can’t damage him or make any permanent marks on his body. ….. ok?” instructed Steve.
“Ok… what’s ‘permanent’? Can I whip his ass?”
“Sure, as long as he doesn’t bleed too much”
“Kewl … not sure that I wanna whip him anyway. If he’s trained, I won’t have to” The stranger replied.
Steve left as the stranger rolled my onto my stomach. I heard him unzip his pants and remove his clothes. He sat on the mat and I felt his finger slid inside my already sore hole. He shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose for a few seconds.
“You’re gonna need this … need it a lot” he whispered.
I was scared again … what was this weirdo gonna do? I soon found out. He slipped three fingers in my stretched hole, then four. Slowly the pushed them in … rotating and twisting. Deeper and deeper, I could feel those fingers stretching me wide. He got up on his knees so he could get better leverage and pushed hard.
“AEEEEEAAAAAaaa” I cried out.
“Shut up! I’m only up to my thumb! he commanded.
“Please ….PLEASE. … No more .. .I don’t think I can take your hand … PLEASE!!” I was whimpering. I was started to cry in constant pain. He shoved the poppers under my nose again. Then I was dizzy … floating … held down by a hand in my ass. He pushed harder and gave me the poppers again.
“AHHHHHhhhhhhhh…….” I screamed as his entire hand went inside me. My hole was soreand the hand felt like a red hot poker.
At least it didn’t hurt quite so much then. The widest part of his hand was inside me and my poor hole was clamped around his wrist. He moved his hand back and forth … pulling nearly out … stretching me again and again, but not as much as when he entered me.
I twisted around to see him jerking his cock … a nice 7″. I continued to watch as he brought himself to a climax, shooting his load all over my ass and up my back.
Slowly he withdrew his hand … again stretching my hole open to pass the widest part of the hand. My butt was sore, but it felt good to have his hand out of my ass. The stranger got up, pulled on his clothes and left. I just laid there, finally drifting back to sleep.
Again, I was awakened by voices upstairs. Soon two men came down the steps behind Steve. They walked over to me while Steve moved a strange looking device from the dark part of the basement. I had no idea what it was, but I was sure it was gonna be for me and it’d hurt.
It was a upright wooden frame built on a small platform … almost like a vertical wall. There was a big hole almost in the center of the wall.
The two guys picked me up and took off my cuffs. I started to rub my wrists when Steve commanded , “Stand up here slave”.
Steve motioned for me to stand on the platform, facing the wall. My cock and balls aligned up with the hole.
Next my wrists and ankles were cuffed and attached to short chains on the wall. My legs were spread apart about a foot. Someone on the other side of the wall started stoking my cock and massaging my balls…. it felt good. I thought the was gonna be ok.
“Get up on your toes” someone demanded.
I raised up on my toes.
“HIGHER” yelled Steve.
As I stood there a post was fastened between my legs with a bunch of pins sticking straight up, very close to my balls.
“Now faggot, if you relax off your toes, those pins will stick you in the balls” he laughed. “The guy on the other side wants your cum, so get it up and hard.”
I was already hard from the guy stroking me. It felt so damn good, but it was tough staying on my toes. The guy was sucking me and I started to moan and slowly fuck his face. I started to relax, forgetting about the pins … but not for long. My balls grazed lightly across the pins and I jerked back up on my toes.
“Your sucker is tired, so he’s not gonna move his head anymore … you have to move your hips and fuck his face. I’m only giving you 5 minutes to fill his mouth with cum.”
Any longer and I’ll whip your ass and raise those pins closer to your balls”. Steve was enjoying my sadistic situation.
I pumped my cock back and forth. Occasionally, I’d slip a little off my toes and scrap my nuts. God, it hurt so bad. I was sure my sac was bleeding.
The guy’s mouth really felt good … he was a good cocksucker. Finally, I blasted my load … and it didn’t take me 5 minutes either. I was sorta proud of myself.
“Do it again” Steve said.
Another guy started sucking my softening cock. Damn, how can I get is hard again? Steve stuck a few fingers in my butt and massaged my prostrate. My cock started to rise and Steve retreated.
“Same as last time … 5 minutes”
“Ohhhhh…my…god!” I mumbled
“SHUT UP” I got a hard wack across my ass with a leather strap, causing me to ram my cock deep in the new suckers mouth.
I tried to pump his mouth, but my toes were so tired, I gently lowered myself very gently onto the pins.
“UP ON YOUR TOES”. I got wacked twice very hard. I go to my toes and started pumping again.
Five minutes went past and I hadn’t shot my load yet. This new guy wasn’t as good as the first one.
“Damn Joe” the first guy said, “Can’t you get him to cum? Want some help?”
I saw him walk around the wall and soon felt a better mouth on my cock. It got me hot quickly and I could feel the cum swelling up … I started to moan softly. The second guy’s mouth replaced the first just as I blew my second load.
“Ok, you did well, faggot” Steve complemented me!
He removed the post with the pins and released me from the cuffs. He sat me down, leaing against a floor to ceiling post. He pulled my arms around the post and handcuffed my wrists behind the it.
He went upstairs leaving me alone and cold.

Mrs. Robinson Ch. 02

admin — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 13:06:13 +0000

Summary of Chapter one. Jack is seriously dating Sue with the idea they could marry when he finishes three more years of college and get a job. In the meantime, Sue wants be a virgin when she marries, but Jack does not want to wait that long to have a sexual relationship. Mrs. Robinson thought she could help Sue remain a virgin by making a deal with Jack. Mrs. Robinson decided to give Jack all the sex he wanted if he agreed not to fuck her daughter.
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Mrs. Robinson had been giving Jack sex for the past several months. Jack and Sue continued to go out often for a good time with their friends while Mrs. Robinson stayed home most nights. She would still be up when Jack brought Sue home. After Jack kissed Sue goodnight and left, he waited outside until Sue was in bed and probably asleep, then Mrs. Robinson sneaked Jack back in the house and into her bed. This continued without Sue suspecting anything. In addition, there were other occasions when Jack met Mrs. Robinson to consummate the deal she made to Jack.
Mrs. Robinson was wondering if Jack was keeping his promise to refrain from fucking Sue. One evening when Sue was home, the two started a conversation.
Mrs. Robinson causally commented, “Looks as if you and Jack are having fun and getting along alright.”
“Yes, mom, we love each other very much and can hardly wait until we get married.”
“That’s nice to know. I never did discuss sex with you before, but I guess you know all about it without my teaching you anything.”
Sue looked a little shocked with her mother’s statement. “You don’t need to worry about me and Jack doing anything before getting married.”
“That’s nice to know that you will still be a virgin when you get married.”
“I told you long ago that I wanted to be a virgin until marriage. Several months ago, Jack was pressuring me for sex, but lately he seems to be happy with kisses and feeling around. I let him feel my breasts, but I resist when he wants to feel my crotch.”
“Daughter, dear, since you two are in love, don’t you realize you can do a lot of intimate things, but still remain a virgin.”
“What do you mean, mom?”
“You could let him feel your bare breasts and maybe let him kiss them.”
“Wouldn’t that be going too far?”
“You can do lots of things even though he doesn’t penetrate your pussy with his cock.”
Sue responded with disgust, “Mom, you are using some bad words.”
“Listen, as time goes by you will become well acquainted with more words like that, such as fuck, screw, blow job, and many more.”
“I’ve heard most of those words, but I don’t repeat them.”
“Ok, Sue, you’ve heard a lot of words, but what about your close relationship with Jack. I expect he would like a more intimate relationship with you even without fucking.”
Sue asked, “What do you suggest?”
“Let him feel your naked body.”
“If I do that, we’ll both get sexually excited and before I know what is happening, I would surrender.”
“He wouldn’t have to fuck you to give you relief, he could lick your pussy. That’s much better than masturbating.”
Sue didn’t want to admit about masturbating, but said, “Mom, you talk so awful.”
“Get used to it, daughter, dear, and you won’t be embarrassed around Jack.”
“I know Jack gets hard when we hug and kiss, but he’ll want to do more if I’m naked. What will I do then because I want to remain a virgin?”
“Give him a blow job, I’m sure he’ll like it”
Sue raised her voice in a disgusting manner, “Mom, how could you suggest a thing like that. That’s nasty and I just couldn’t do it. I’m sure you wouldn’t ever do anything like that.”
In a very consoling voice, Mrs. Robinson replied, “Daughter, you have a lot to learn. Your dad loved the blow jobs I gave him. It’s so easy. Just take his cock in your mouth, go up and down a little bit and he will cum right away. He will like it and you will learn that you can like it too.”
Sue thought for a few seconds, then asked, “What would I do if he squirted in my mouth. I don’t think I would like that.”
“Of course, he is going to cum in your mouth. You have the option of spitting it out after he finishes or you can swallow it.”
“Mother, I don’t know if I can do that.”
“Sure you can learn. He will like it and you will too.”
“Mother, I need to go to bed, I’ll think about what you told me tonight. I may need some more advice and help from you.”
“That’s good. We’ll talk some more later.”
Mrs. Robinson went to bed thinking about the discussion she had with Sue and what might develop. She would tell Jack all about it the next time she had a chance to be in bed with him.
Jack and Sue went out the next Saturday night. When Jack brought Sue home and kissed her goodnight, Jack went outside and waited about a half hour before Mrs. Robinson invited him into her bed as usual.
Jack and Sue had kissed and hugged so much, he was anxious to get started with sex.
Mrs Robinson noticed that Jack had quickly removed his clothes which exposed a very stiff erection.
While Mrs. Robinson was still undressing, she said, “Wow! You look like you are more than ready to put that thing in me. What happened tonight?”
“Sue let me feel her naked body. She even let me slip her jeans down her legs enough so that I could feel her pussy. But I promised you that I would not try to fuck her and I didn’t go any further.”
“That’s a good boy. Sue and I had a good talk recently. Let’s get in bed so that we can fuck, then I’ll tell you more. I suggest you lie down on your back and I’ll sit on your cock.”
Jacked had that pleased look on his face as he assumed the position on the bed. Mrs. Robinson slowly sat down on his erection until it was fully in her.
Jack said, “That really feels good and I need relief after getting so worked up with Sue. Tell me what you talked about.”
“I told her there were ways for you two to be intimate without actually fucking and she could stay a virgin.”
“What ways did you discuss?”
Mrs. Robinson started slowly moving her pussy up and down on his cock, allowing it come nearly all the way out and then sat back down on him. While she continued her movements, she said, “I told Sue that she could let you feel her naked body. Also, when you both get all sexed up, you could give her an orgasm with your tongue and she could give you a blow job. She was a little apprehensive about it, but I expect she may be ready to try it.
Jack was jubilant. “You actually told her she should give me a blow job and that I could lick her pussy?”
“Yes, I did.”
“Did you tell her about us and our sex together?
“No. But that may be a good idea. I’m not sure how she will receive that news.”
Jack thought about it and responded. “What if the three of us could be in bed together. Do you think you could convenience her that it would be a good idea and that she could learn from you?”
“I doubt she would agree to that, but I guess that is a possibility. She and I have a very good relationship and can talk about anything.”
Mrs. Robinson was now gyrating on Jack’s cock as he pushed up to her. She knew he would soon be filling her pussy with his sperm. It didn’t take much longer before his body jerked and surged while he did his best to refrain from making too much noise.
A few days later, Mrs. Robinson had another casual talk with Sue and decided to tell Sue about her sexual relationship with Jack.
“Sue, I want to tell you something that has been going on and you don’t know about it. You wanted to remain a virgin until you get married to Jack. As you know, Jack is horny and might look for another girl, so I wanted to help you keep him. I made a deal with him that if he refrains from fucking you, I would give him sex.”
“Mother, I can’t believe he would want sex with you. You are my mother and much older than Jack. Have you actually had sex with him?”
“Yes, I did and I did it for you.”
Sue started crying and whimpered, “Mother, I love him and you are taking him away from me.”
“No, he loves you and you have to believe it is only animal sex between Jack and me. He and I are not in love, but he loves you very much.”
Through Sue’s tears she said, “Please leave me alone, I’ll have to think about it.”
Later, Sue came in her mother’s bedroom to say, “I’m sorry that I was so upset. I know you love me and was trying to help me stay a virgin. I thank you because I was wondering if I could keep Jack from straying until we get married. Maybe I’m just nuts for wanting to stay a virgin.”
“Sweetheart, I’ll help you stay a virgin if that’s what you still want. Jack and I talked about the three of us being involved with sex. You two can make out however you want to, but then he can actually fuck me.”
“Do you mean the three of us would strip off and have sex? Isn’t that kind of kinky?”
“I don’t know about the kinky stuff, but I could give you tips on how to satisfy Jack if I’m there with you. Since Jack and I have been having sex, I know what he likes.”
Sue thought about that, then responded, “Maybe you have a good idea, but I think I’ll be embarrassed.”
“We’ll keep the lights down low for you.”
Jack was delighted when he was informed. It was decided that Saturday night would be a good time to start.
Jack promptly arrived Saturday evening with a big smile on his face when he came in to kiss Sue. Jack hugged Mrs. Robinson and lightly kissed her lips.
Sue served the drinks and sat down on the couch by Jack. Jack hugged her and kissed her deeply while Mrs. Robinson observed from a chair. She was glad to see her daughter and future son-in-law show their love for each other. She felt she was doing the right thing by suggesting the loving couple be involved in some type of intimacy even though her daughter wanted to remain a virgin.
After a second round of drinks were finished, it seemed rather easy for the three to get up and go to the master bedroom where Jack and Mrs. Robinson had sex during the past six months. However, Sue felt a little unsure of what was going to happen.
Mrs. Robinson dimmed the lights while Jack held and kissed his Sue. Mrs. Robinson glanced their way to notice that Jack was undressing Sue in between kisses. Once they were naked, Jack led her into the bathroom where they stepped into the shower. Mrs. Robinson undressed, put on her robe and sat down on the edge of the bed to wait.
Mrs. Robinson heard laughter and giggling coming from the shower. She assumed this was the first time Jack’s naked body was rubbing against her daughter’s nakedness.
When Jack and Sue had dried off, they walked out of the bathroom in each other’s arms. They were concentrating on each other so much that they hardly notice Mrs. Robinson. She was pleased to know that her daughter was so happy being in her lover’s arms. Maybe she didn’t really need to be in this room with them.
Finally, Sue said to her mother, “Mom, I’m so glad you suggested this.”
Jack and Sue were still hugging and kissing while standing up with their naked bodies pressing together. Mrs. Robinson then suggested in a soft voice, “Why don’t you too love birds get on the bed. Sue, I’ve already told you a little bit about taking his cock in your mouth.”
In the semi-darkened room, Mrs. Robinson could see them get on the bed. She instructed, “Sue….., grasp his cock in your right hand, then lower you mouth over the head.”
A few seconds later, Sue replied, “I didn’t know he would be this big. It is so big that it’s filling my mouth.”
“That’s alright, go up and down on it and take it in you mouth as far as you are comfortable.”
Mrs. Robinson could see Sue’s head going slowly up and down in the darkened room. Within a few more seconds, she could hear Jack breathing hard and beginning to groan.
Mrs. Robinson softly competed, “Get ready, he is about to cum. Go faster up and down and move your hand up and down on his cock, too.”
There was no answer from Sue because she had a mouth full of cock waiting for the first time in her life to get a mouth full of spurting cum.
Jack started yelling and groaning at the same time his cock was erupting into Sue’s mouth.
Mrs. Robinson raised her voice, “Sue, keep jacking his cock with your hand and pull back up some so that you don’t choke. Hold on to his cock and keep the head in your mouth to prevent spurting on your face.”
That last bit of advice came a little too late because Jack’s body was jerking around so much that Sue’s mouth was suddenly not on his cock head. Some cum spurted on her face before she could get her mouth back on his cock.
Sue seemed to be a little stunned with what had happened. Once Jack settled down, she quickly got up and rushed into the bathroom to spit in the sink. She came back n the bedroom to say, “Wow! That was a lot in my mouthand I had no idea he would jump around that much. Jack are you alright?”
Jack was just beginning to feel back to normal. “Wow! Sweetheart! That was wonderful!”
Mrs. Robinson had been quiet for a little bit, then injected, “Sue, you did a good job, but you did get a little on your face. You’ll do it better when you get more experience. I suggest you go wash your face.”
“Yes, mom, I forgot to do that when I was in the bathroom.”
When Sue came back to bed, Jack said, “Now, I’m going to give you an orgasm.”
Once Mrs. Robinson saw Jack move his head at Sue’s crotch, she realized she didn’t need to give Jack any instructions. She decided to get in the shower and be ready for Jack to fuck her.
By the time Mrs. Robinson dried off and returned to the bedroom, Jack had just finished giving Sue an orgasm and was lying beside her.
Mrs. Robinson commented, “Already finished?”
“Oh, mother, I’m so glad you told us to do this. This is wonderful.”
Mrs. Robinson turned the big light on and sat on the edge of the bed. She reached over to hold Jack’s flaccid cock in her hand. “Sue, in a little bit, I’m going to show you how to get this hard again.”
“What are you going to do, mom?”
“I’ll show you.” Mrs. Robinson moved to a comfortable position on the bed to take Jack’s cock in her mouth.
She sucked it in her mouth, then pulled back allowing it to come out with a plopping sound. She said, “Jack is a young man and can recover quickly for a second round.”
Sue watched as her mother started licking all around his balls and shaft, then vigorously took his whole small cock in her mouth. She sucked on it causing it to become bigger. This time when she let it come out of her mouth, Sue exclaimed, “It is getting bigger.”
“Of course, would you like to do it?”
“Sue quickly moved to take it in her mouth. It wasn’t very long before it was hard and the head practically filled her mouth.”
Mrs. Robinson then told Sue, “Now let me fuck Jack while you sit back and watch.”
Jack laid on his back while Mrs. Robinson was beginning to sit down on his cock, She said, “This is one of Jack’s favorite positions. After you are married, you will like this, but in the meantime you just watch while I give Jack his thrills this way.”
Sue watch her mother take one hand and guide Jack’s cock at her hole as she eased her butt down. She saw Jack’s cock head spread her mother’s pussy and then completely disappear. As her mother eased down, she watched Jack’s shaft slowly disappear into her mother’s body. She wondered what that would feel like in her own body. Earlier she had enjoyed giving Jack a blow job and he had sucked on her clit to give her an orgasm, but she was missing the feeling of getting a cock like her mother was getting from Jack, her own boy friend.
Since Jack had already cum once, Mrs. Robinson had plenty of time to work up to an orgasm. She slowly fucked Jack for about five minutes, then said, “Let’s turn over and you get on top.”
Now that Jack was on top between Mrs. Robinson’s legs, Jack was in a position to pound his cock in her pussy at any speed. Sue could see Jack’s cock coming out and then going back in her mother. She wasn’t jealous, but she wished she was in her mother’s place and Jack’s cock would be fucking her.
Then Mrs. Robinson started gasping and her body sexually shuddered through an orgasm. This caused Jack to groan and shoot his cum in her body. Sue had watched it all with wonder. She was beginning to realize what she was missing by wanting to stay a virgin until marriage. Maybe she would change her mind and go on the pill.

The First Night Ch. 01

admin — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 09:05:58 +0000

He was excited…this was as scary as it was arousing. He was about to do something he had fantasized for years. He took a look into the mirror and studied his features; he may never see this again. His minded drifted a bit as he stared…going back to stealing his sisters panties as a boy, drooling over Victoria’s Secret catalogs, dressing up in private all the years he was married. Also the day his divorce was final and he made the decision not to hide anymore. His wife had left him for another man, one who was more ‘pleasing’ and by that she meant rich. That day he started his transformation…tonight it would be complete. He had begun to run daily, dieting and working on his body. He had made himself very slender and he thought as he ran his hands over his body, very feminine. He felt his facial and body hair, probably for the last time. He smiled, and then blew himself a kiss good-bye. It was time to focus on tonight. He unzipped his jeans and let them drop to the floor. He turned and started the bath water…his ‘date’ wouldn’t be here for a few hours, but he needed his time.
As he lowered himself into the tub, his cock was hard as a rock. He sat and soaked for a few moments, thinking tonight would be full of all sorts of new sensations. He slowly stroked himself imaging someone else’s lips around it, someone else who was probably doing the same thing about now, only with the help of ‘her’ wife. He gently stroked himself and could help but cum right away…feeling more excitement and relief.
He had met his dates tonight online nearly a year ago. A married couple, a little younger that he was, with a man who wanted to be dressed and have sex with another man the same way, two slaves for his 20 year old wife. He imagined if she was teasing him. The thought brought a smile to his lips…tonight he would do a little teasing.
He softly hummed to himself as he began to shave, first his face, then legs and any other hair below his head. He had been growing out his hair there and it was quite long, he had also learned to style it.
As he got out of the bath he studied himself in the mirror once again. It was a full length and he could see his whole body. He was shaking with nerves. He was smooth as a baby’s butt. He started to massage perfumed lotion all over; it was a mix of lilacs and jasmine. Once again his cock started to grow, this time he decided he better save it for later, for ‘Sara’.
He moved from the bathroom to the bedroom, where today’s shopping spree was laying on the bed where he had left it. He stared with the garter belt first, clasping it around his waist. Then sat down and grabbed the stockings. They were very sexy, black with a spider-web pattern and a wicked seam up the back. He rolled them up his legs, slowly, making sure they stayed smooth and straight. Oh god, his cock was throbbing. After hooking the garters to them, he walked over to the mirror. Mmmm. He was pleased. Long smooth legs wrapped in black, his 7-inch cock standing proudly. He couldn’t help but picture Sara on her knees in front of him, slowly jerking and staring up with her deep green eyes. He had to jerk again, he stood there stroking in the mirror. One hand on his cock, the other alternating between his freshly shaven balls and his nipples, which were rock hard. Within moments, he came again…squirting all over the floor. Oh well, he thought, I will clean it later. He mind went back for a moment as he thought of how many times he had done that exact same thing with his sisters or a girlfriends panties through out high school…and tonight, it would finally be reality, not fantasy.
He went back to getting dressed. He slid his black silk and lace panties over his legs and pulled them in place. His cock was now soft enough to actually hide in them. They were bikinis; he preferred them to thongs or g-strings. The ass was made entirely of lace and this sent chills up his spine and down his thighs…he was now giddy with excitement! He pulled the negligee over his head and straightened the straps on his shoulders, this was also all silk and lace. Very sexy. He was starting to feel like a little slut! He then picked up his new little black dress. It was simple. More like a sundress but not see-though. It was thick enough to cover up his negligee, but was short enough you could just barely see the tops of his stockings…perfect! If he twirled back and fourth, it flared out and rubbed against his thighs. He was very pleased. He stepped up to the counter and pulled his hair back. Slowly and steadily he applied foundation, eyeliner, eye shadow, mascara and a hint of lipstick. He had practiced this forever and was very satisfied. He grabbed his blow dryer and brush and started to style his hair. It was dark brown, but it looked very nice with his blue eyes. He looked at himself in the mirror and smiled slyly. His hair was just above his shoulders and was now wavy and very flirty. “I would hit on me” he thought and giggled, making sure to try and keep it as girly as possible.
He examined himself in the mirror one more time. Just one more thing. He stepped back out into the bedroom and the last item was there on the bed. He sat down and put on his 3 inch heeled thigh boots and zipped them up. He stood, put in some small simple earring, and little heart pendant necklace and returned one last time to the mirror.
What he saw was better than he could’ve imagined a few hours ago. The image in the mirror was no longer the skinny unkempt man, but was now a slender, dark-haired woman that would make the pickiest of men consider her worth pursuing. The image in the mirror was different than the person looking into it. He was no longer himself…he had become “Lacey”, the woman he always dreamed he could be.
“Her” heart jumped as the phone rang…she grabbed it and almost jumped for joy…her date was here. With a little spritz of perfume that complemented her outfit she stepped down the hallway to meet her date at the front door.
She opened the door to another amazing site. There was Sara, wearing a plaid skirt, knee boots, a while silk blouse that showed just of a touch of the black lace bra underneath and those deep green eyes shining over her smile…
Yes, it would be a good night….

Roughrider

admin — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 05:05:30 +0000

“Come closer.”
She stood by the doorway, teetering slightly on the outsoles of her heels. Peering towards the corner, she made out the silhouette sitting casually in the leather sofa in the corner. Her eyes had not yet adjusted to the light, but the shaggy mane and the scent of clean musk were enough to tell her he had managed, yet again, to enter her home. She knew it was pointless to ask how. More important was why.
“Closer, my dear. That skirt is very becoming on you.”
Alarm bells peeled in her head. The last time he had invaded her house, her screams and moans had the neighbours calling the cops. She’d had to wear trousers for a week to cover the bruises on her thighs. The teeth marks on her breasts had taken a month to heal. But just the sound of his voice, now, and her pussy was dripping. She felt her womb clench in desire, and knew she would comply. She let her purse fall to the floor and slowly stepped forward.
“Ah, lovely. Your legs have become rather tanned this summer. Let me see the rest. Leave those pretty shoes on, though.”
Wordlessly, her hands went to her blouse, and worked the little pearl buttons through the holes. Cool linen fell from her shoulders and spilled to her feet. She unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it. She stood in front of him now, in a plain cotton bra with a small amount of lace trim, and matching panties. She knew he liked to do the rest himself.
He sat forward and pulled her hips towards his face, stuffing his nose firmly into her crotch. He laughed, quietly.
“Your cunt is already soaked.”
He pulled the front of her panties up, hard, so the fabric dug fiercely into her, slicing her nest in half. He moved his face back in and found her clit through her panties, throbbing in its tight bondage. He clamped his mouth down on it overtop the fabric and bit it hard. Her knees buckled as she groaned. A broad wet stain appeared in her panties as her pussy let out its first deluge of juice.
He pulled her roughly into his lap and she felt his hard cock pressing up against her bitten and swollen clit. Instinctively she ground against him despite what she knew was to come. His hands tore at her bra, leaving it dangling from her shoulders. She pushed her breasts towards him, even offered them to him with her own hands, while bracing for the pain. He covered her mouth with one hand while savagely grasping at the first globe, flawless ivory, and descending upon it with his violent kiss. Her muffled scream into his palm, as he pulled her nipple with his teeth, made his balls boil.
He pushed her forcefully down on the sofa, pinned her shoulders with his weight and descended upon her flesh, sucking and biting, marking her as his own. Her throat quickly bore the evidence of his passion and her pale skin blushed with the abrasions of his unshaven chin. Her right breast already bore five perfectly oval bruises from his hand squeezing it tightly while he chewed on the wine-coloured nipple.
“What do you say, darling? What do you want?”
“Fuck me,” she moaned. She knew it was all she was allowed to say. “Fuck me, fuck me.”
“Oh, I will fuck you, you know I will. I haven’t decided how yet. But I will fuck you well.”
He pushed her to her knees and bent her over the back of the sofa. With his bare hands, he tore the thin cotton panties away from her body. Her white ass still bore marks from the whipping he’d given her last time with his belt. He remembered watching her pussy gush during the lashing. He had made her part her cheeks wide with her own hands so he could whip her cunt too. God, how she had howled…and then soaked herself. He’d fucked her pussy hard that day and wish he could have fucked her ass too, but he was spent. Today he would make up for it. He was prepared.
He removed his clothes and pulled the belt out of his trousers. Stepping back, he took aim at her ass and smacked it with a crisp, audible, sting. She yelped and pushed her ass higher into the air. Panting already, like a dog.
“We can’t have you yelling again, can we,” he said quietly.
“F-f-fuck me,” she replied.
“Yes, darling. But let’s take care of that little scream of yours.”
He balled up her torn panties and stuffed them in her mouth, and tied her bra around her face so she couldn’t spit them out. Then he stepped back again with the belt and landed another blow on her ass, now burning with one bright red stripe. Crack. Two stripes, now. He could smell her cunt filling the air. Decided to take a closer look.
Kneeling behind her bent form, he examined her inflamed lips, the deep red colour of her snatch, the aromatic liquor glistening over everything, clit, lips, even her thighs now. He probed into her with his finger and she squirmed on it, sucking him inside her. He added another finger, and another, and fucked her gently, moving his fingertips into that spot inside her that would have her relinquish whatever control remained. Her hips pushed back on his hand, demanding more. Little whore, he thought inwardly, with a smile.
He stuffed his fourth finger insider her and stroked harder, then folded his thumb into his hand and began to push that in too. She bucked in surprise at the added pressure and her cunt tried to force his hand out, cringing in fear.
“Not so fast. What do you want?”
Through the panties, she tried to make out the only words she had. “Fuck me,” she said. Hardly audible, but he knew what she would say.
“That’s right, you *want* me to fuck you, don’t you. And I’m going to fuck you. I’m going to fuck you however I want.”
He reached over to the floor and dragged over a small athletic bag, unzipped it. Beads of fearful sweat trailed down her forehead as she wondered what was coming.
He held up her foot at the ankle, admired the little strappy sandal there, and kissed the back of her leg. She felt stiff leather wrapped around her ankle then, fastened with a buckle. He moved over to her other leg and placed another leather cuff around that ankle as well. And then, something heavy, some kind of metal. A bar.
He attached the spreader bar first to one leather cuff, and then the other. Her feet were at least three feet apart now, and there was no way she could stop anything from entering her body. The thought sent another rush of juice through her needy cunt.
“Now, where were we,” he whispered, shoving his fingers again into her wet hole.
This time, she couldn’t resist him. He worked his first four fingers insider her and then once again folded his thumb inside his palm and began shoving his hand into her pussy. Her thigh muscles tensed and tried to push it out, but the bar made it impossible. She was totally open. With his free hand he reached inside his bag for a small bottle of lube, and poured it over his hand and wrist. With each stroke he moved his hand higher into her passage.
Hanging over the sofa, blood rushing to her head, she pounded the floor with the heels of her hands. The pain was excruciating, but he wouldn’t let up. And even with the pain, her clit felt more enormous and fiery than ever. Every now and then he brought his hand up to it and flicked and it with his fingers, maddening it. And every time he did that, more cunt juice flowed through her, letting him up even higher into her. Finally, her body seemed to sigh in submission, and she felt his hand move so deeply into her the knuckle of his thumb pressed directly into her g-spot. He stroked his arm into her, hard and relentless, and she knew from the rumbling within her that she was about to have a bone-shattering orgasm.
Her body thrashing, her cunt lips swelled like rising dough as the waves took her. She cried out into her gag, a stifled wail that sounded, if you listened closely, like ‘fuuuuuuck meeeee.’
He pounded her cunt with his hand, each stroke going into her several inches past his wrist, marveling at how it disappeared into her body and came out, with each stroke, wetter and wetter. When he finally pulled his hand out her pussy was so widened he could look deep inside and see the walls pulsing and the slick waters flowing from her. He pushed his face into it and inhaled her aroma, licking the juice out and nibbling on the tender lips. Bit her clit hard, again, for good measure.
His cock throbbed, but he knew it would be no use shoving it inside her cunt right now. Instead, he set his sights on the tight hole above her pussy, puckering in synchronicity with each throb of her clit. Still, why fill just one hole when you can fill both, he thought?
Reaching back into the bag, he pulled out a large dildo, easily twelve inches in length and as thick as his wrist. He pushed it up her cunt, glorying in her moans, and held it fully inside her. He then retrieved the lube bottle and poured it first over the veiny shaft of his cock and around the ridge of the plum-head, and then tipped it over the entrance of her ass. He used his fingers to push a few drops inside her asshole and stretch it out for his cock. The slight opening permitted him to push the tiny nozzle of the bottle into her ass. He squirted it inside, filling her with cool lube.
Holding the dildo in her aching cunt with the top of his thigh, he pressed his cockhead against her asshole and forced himself inside. She hung there, light-headed, tears in her eyes as the sting of his entry quickly escalated to blinding pain. He didn’t wait for her ass to open and accept him. He just shoved his slick cock deep inside and began pounding it mercilessly.
She shook in agony. Her body swam in tortured confusion, knitting together her suffering with inescapable desire and the ecstasy of his fucking. She knew they were forever intertwined for her. She might fight the pain but her body betrayed her; it fed on it until it exploded in bliss. Even now, with his cock ripping her ass apart and the silicon invader in her cunt, she was torn between wanting to scream in despair and demanding he never, ever, stop.
Ramming into her harder and harder, he felt his balls slapping against her body. His thigh pushed cruelly against the dildo until it knocked past her cervix, sending another howl of pain through her. Her misery sent him over the edge. He knew he was about to cum; digging his nails into her back, he raked her skin as he pumped thick spasms of semen into her broken ass, gasping and groaning. The liquid heat spreading through her ass ignited her once again, and the rapture of cumming hard eclipsed her current pain. He couldn’t stop fucking her, even as he came, and watched as his own cum oozed and squirted out of her asshole while he continued riding her without pity.
Finally, he fell over top her, and loosened her gag. She sobbed and moaned; he kissed the back of her neck. “Oh, my darling, oh my lovely slut.”
“F-f-fuck me…f-f-fuck me-e-e,” came her quivering reply. “Please…please, fuck me.”
“Oh, I will, my love. Don’t worry. We’ve just gotten started.”

Truth or Dare?

admin — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 01:06:03 +0000

They sat in a circle, the six friends who had been inseparable since the third grade. Now they were in high school, and soon they would be heading off to various colleges around the country. This was the moment they had talked about and looked forward to for months. The moment where they would let go of all their inhibitions and simply give in to what every teenager on the planet feels most of the time: lust. After all, they were the best of friends, they were attractive, healthy and horny. Why not have some fun with the people you love and trust the most?
“OK, well, I guess we should start, right?” said Jason. It had been his idea initially, and it was met with quite a bit of skepticism at first. But all of them had wanted to do it, so it was only a matter of time before they shrugged off their modest inhibitions and got behind the idea.
“Who goes first?” asked Brie.
“I guess you do,” said Amanda.
“Oh. OK.” Nobody moved for several seconds. Then they all started to laugh.
“Come on, guys,” said Jason. “We aren’t getting wet feet now are we?”
“No no no no no,” said Brie. “I’m ready, OK, let’s see…”
She scanned the circle of her friends. “Ryan,” she said.
Ryan looked up with mock surprise, his shaggy brown hair wagging atop his head. “Yeeeessss?” he asked.
“Truth or dare?” asked Brie with a wink.
“Hmmm…uh, OK, I’ll start it off right. Dare,” Ryan answered boldly. The others leaned forward in anticipation.
“OK,” said Brie. She already had her first dare in mind. “We’ll start off with something a bit tame. I dare you to play the rest of the game in your underwear.”
A slight blush formed on Ryan’s cheeks. He paused briefly, then shrugged and said, “OK, fine.” Standing up, he pulled his T-shirt over his head, revealing a solid upper body. He flexed his abs and raised his eyebrows jokingly at the group as he continued the striptease. Unzipping his jeans he slowly shimmied out of them, the denim sliding over his muscular thighs until the lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. He stepped out of his jeans and kicked them to the side, before sitting back down in only a pair of white boxer briefs, which clung tightly to his body. All eyes were drawn to the sizable package that remained hidden.
“Nice work,” mumbled Brie, a tad embarrassed.
“OK, my turn,” Ryan said confidently, apparently reveling in his unattired state. He looked across the circle at Kylie and said, “Truth or dare?”
Kylie’s innocent doe eyes peered up at Ryan questioningly. “Who, me?” she asked with a flutter.
“Oh, don’t give me that crap,” Ryan laughed. “Truth or dare?”
“Um…truth, I guess,” said Kylie.
“OK,” Ryan said. “Um…What is the most outrageous sexual experience you’ve ever had?”
“Oh, God!” exclaimed Kylie, “I don’t know!”
“No no no, you have to answer the question,” prodded Ryan.
Kylie’s eyes dropped. “OK, fine. I can’t believe I’m telling you this, I told myself I’d never tell anyone this.” She sighed dramatically. “OK, well, freshman year, after I joined the swim team, I was practicing freestyle in the pool after school, and Jake and Greg were swimming too.”
“The Bradley twins?” asked Amanda with shock. “Oh my God, they were so hot!” She had a feeling she knew where this was going.
“Yeah,” Kylie said. “Well, anyway, they were being really weird, like eyeing me the whole time, and being all flirty, and it was, like, totally distracting me from swimming–”
“I think just seeing those two in Speedos would be distracting enough,” Brie cut in. The others hushed her.
“So I was like, ‘what are you guys even doing here if you’re not going to practice?’ and they were like, ‘we’re just here to watch you.’ And I was so shocked that they would just say that and they were standing there looking all hot and everything, and they were seniors, and I was just a measly little freshman, and oh God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this…”
“Go on!” shouted Jason.
“Well, the long and the short of it is–”
“I hear with those two there is no ’short’ of it” Brie quipped.
“SHHHHHH!” Amanda said, laughing.
Kylie continued in a rush: “We went into their locker room and I took a shower with them and I might have given them both blow jobs in the shower!”
“At the same time?” Amanda asked, eyes wide.
Kylie blushed. “Yes, at the same time. They were actually kind of weird about it, like they were really gentle and all, and didn’t force me to do anything, but they were really into it and they were really physical with each other, like touching each other and holding each other’s cocks as I licked them up and down.” She was in another world now. “Jake’s cock was gorgeous, huge and smooth with a big purple head, and straight as an arrow. Greg’s was a bit shorter and kinda crooked, but at that point, I was a goner. They shaved their bodies for swimming, and I guess they were going for extra aerodynamics or something, because they were completely hairless down there too.”
Brie let out a small moan as Kylie continued. “I licked Jake’s tool like a lollipop, gripping it tightly at the base with my hand, as Greg rubbed his cock against my cheek. At one point I was alternating sucking on one and then the other, and then I was trying to get both in my mouth at the same time, and they were moaning and then Jake came and shot his load in my face and all over Greg’s cock, and then Greg erupted too and I was going crazy, it was so hot, and they were so hot and it was…kind of a mess.”
The group was silent for some time. Kylie emerged from her reverie and looked sheepishly around the circle. “Wow,” said Ryan, that’s ridiculous. “But, what about you, didn’t you get any from them?”
Kylie frowned. “No, I was showering their, you know, stuff off of me and we heard the locker room door open. I scampered out and grabbed my clothes and ran into the girl’s locker room before anyone saw me. Then graduation was, like, a month later, and I never saw those two again.” She shrugged. “Oh well, it was fun, I admit it. I certainly enjoyed myself.” She winked mischievously at Ryan, who blushed.
“Well, that was quite a story,” Ryan said, crossing his legs in a vain attempt to cover his growing excitement. “I guess it’s your turn, now Kylie.”
“Good, OK,” Kylie said. “I pick…Travis,” she said, her eyes narrowing sneakily at the blond boy across from her. Until now, Travis had been silent, sitting unobtrusively and trying not to be noticed. “You’ve been way too quiet over there, Trav. Truth or dare?”
“Oh boy, well I guess, uh…truth, I guess,” Travis responded sheepishly.
“Are you gay?” Kylie asked. Bam. If Jason had been drinking something, he would have done a spit take.
“Uh, what?” Travis asked.
“Come on, Trav, it’s a simple yes or no question, and we ARE playing truth or dare, right?” Kylie pressed.
They looked at him expectantly. “Well, I” he stuttered, “I don’t think it’s really…I mean, I didn’t think we would be…”
Kylie’s face softened. She looked at him sweetly and said: “Travis, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to put you on the spot. Look, it’s no big deal.”
Travis took a deep breath and looked around the circle. “No, no, you’re right, and it’s about time I finally told this to you guys, I mean you are my best friends, right?”
“Right,” said Amanda. “And don’t think for a second this would change anything, right everyone?” she glanced at the others, who all nodded quickly. Jason still looked a bit flabbergasted. “Besides,” Amanda continued, “We all knew anyway.”
“I didn’t know!” said Jason, “You all knew this?”
“How did you know?” Travis asked.
“Oh come on!” said Brie. “How many straight high school boys can sing the Rent soundtrack from start to finish? Or have shirtless posters of Sean Connery hanging on their walls?”
“That’s James Bond! Come on, you know, Diamonds Are Forever?” He pouted. “He’s very butch you know?”
“Uh huh,” said Brie.
Travis shrugged. “Well, I’m not actually gay, I don’t think. I think I might be bi or something. Wow, it’s really weird to actually say that to someone else.”
“This is the most amazing game of Truth or Dare I’ve ever played!” Kylie exclaimed, breaking the mood. Everyone laughed.
“Ok, let’s keep going. Travis, it’s your turn,” Kylie said.
“Oh, right, um, OK…I pick Amanda. Truth or dare?”
“Dare!” Amanda replied defiantly and then added: “Bring it on!”
Travis laughed. “OK, you asked for it. Besides I need to get the attention off of me and on to someone else. I dare you to take off all your clothes.”
Amanda didn’t skip a beat. “Fine,” she said, standing up. In no time, she had shrugged off her T-shirt and jeans, and stood before them in a lacy pink bra and matching panties.
“Oooh, Amanda, those are so cute!” exclaimed Brie. “Are those Victoria Secret?”
“Yeah,” said Amanda, “They were like $9.99 or something like that, pretty amazing.”
“Wow, I’ve really got to get a bra like that,” Kylie piped in. “Did you see any like that in black when you were there.”
“I don’t know about black,” Amanda replied, “but they have this huge bin full of all different colors, and you can just–”
Jason coughed. “Uh ladies, do you mind? This isn’t a shopping trip.”
“Oh, right,” Amanda said, and with a couple quick moves she had removed her underwear and stood before them in all her glory. Her body was amazing: large, firm breasts capped by little pink nipples, a tight stomach and gorgeous, sculpted ass. her small patch of pubic hair leading down to those puffy pink lips of her tight pussy. She turned for everyone’s enjoyment (and a few catcalls), and then retook her spot in the circle. Sitting across from her, Ryan had an unobstructed view of her pussy, and his cock twitched in his briefs.
“My turn! Amanda said brightly.” The feeling that the bar had been raised was palpable. “Jason! Truth or dare?”
Jason paused slightly and with a brief glance at Travis, said “Dare.” Travis returned the look questioningly.
“OK,” Amanda said. “I dare you to masturbate for us for 10 minutes.”
“What?” Jason said, his eyes widening.
“Um, masturbate. You know, jerk off? Choke the chicken? Wag the dog? Beat it? You do know how to masturbate don’t you, Jason?”
“Oh shut up!” he replied. “Fine, oh boy this is getting out of hand.”
“OK,” said Amanda, licking her lips. “Get in the middle of the circle. Who’s got a timer?”
“I do,” said Ryan, checking his watch. Jason moved to the center. He was nervous as he fumbled with his button-fly, finally getting them open. “Do I have to remove all my clothes?” he asked.
“I guess not. If you don’t want to. It wasn’t part of the dare,” Amanda answered disappointedly.
Jason pulled his pants and boxers down to his knees. His penis hung limp between his legs. “Awww, it’s shy!” Brie exclaimed.
“Oh be quiet!” Jason laughed. He took a deep breath and grabbed his flaccid penis with his right hand. All eyes were riveted on Jason’s crotch as he slowly began to massage his tool. It responded to his touch, growing rapidly until it stood about 7 inches in length. Jason’s breathing quickened as he gripped his hardened dick at the base with his right hand, squeezing firmly. This caused the head to swell, becoming smooth and tight. He formed a ring with the index finger and thumb of his left hand, Encircling the tip of his engorged cock, he began to stroke lightly up and down. The others watched silently as his pace quickened, his left hand sliding up and down the length off his shaft. Jason’s breathing became quicker and louder. His right hand still gripped the base of his cock and held his balls tightly. A bead of pre-cum formed at the tip of his cock, grew larger with each stroke and then slowly spilled down the underside of his shaft.
Amanda absent-mindedly began to touch herself, her right hand playing small circles with her pussy lips as Jason continued to beat off. His eyes were closed and his head with thrown back as his cock swelled even bigger. He was close now, just a few more strokes and he’d erupt in a volcano of hot white cum. The pressure built up, the pleasure was intense, the fires of desire surrounded his engorged cock, and–
“Time!” Ryan said. Everyone jumped. Jason sat up abruptly, releasing his erection, which bobbed up and down.
“Whoa, that was close,” he said.
“That was hot,” Kylie replied, her eyes still glued to Jason’s cock. She looked uncomfortable and fidgeted in her seat. “C’mon let’s keep this going. Jason it’s your turn.”
Jason thought about pulling his pants back up, but instead he shrugged and pulled them off along with his shirt. His penis was now only half-erect, and it hung heavily between his legs. The others nodded approvingly. “OK, um Brie, truth or dare?”
“Oh, my turn?” Brie said, trying to look nonchalant, but her body was all anxiousness “OK, I guess I’ll take Dare.”
“OK,” Jason said with a gleam in his eyes. “This one is going to allow you to be creative, but I’m hoping you’ll just go with it.”
“Um, OK…” said Brie.
“I dare you to make out with Kylie,” Jason said.
Brie laughed nervously and glanced at Kylie. “OK, well, what do you mean by make out?”
“That’s where the creativity comes in,” Jason replied. “It’s up to you guys how far you want to take it.” He grinned smugly.
Brie looked at Kylie again and they started giggling. “Fine,” Brie said. She moved over to Kylie in the circle and the two of them sat facing each other. Nervously, Brie leaned in and gave Kylie a brief peck on the lips. Kylie returned the kiss with a longer one, her lips parting slightly. Their arms reached out and clasped each other, as they began kissing in earnest, tongues weaving a wet tapestry in each other’s mouths. They were into it now, making out in earnest. Kylie lifted Brie’s shirt off of her, and unclasped her bra, which fell to the floor. Brie returned the favor, and soon the two were topless, kissing each other furiously. Brie’s small tits pressed up against Kylie’s larger ones, their nipples hardening with the mutual friction. The others watched, mouths agape, as Brie trailed kisses down Kylie’s neck to her tits, kissing and licking the taut pink nipple. Kylie moaned her approval, leaning back to allow Brie access to her body. Brie fumbled with the clasp of Kylie’s skirt, then the zipper. She pulled the skirt quickly off Kylie’s legs and then gasped when she saw the Kylie was bare underneath. Her shaved pussy gleamed in the dim light of the room, the lips puffy and pouting for attention. Brie wasted no time, licking and nibbling up Kylie’s slender legs until she arrived at the prize. She parted Kylie’s lips with her tongue, licking in smooth strokes up and down her pussy. Finding Kylie’s hardened clit, Brie sucked on it lightly, causing Kylie to groan in pleasure. Kylie motioned for Brie to swing her legs around, and Brie complied. Kylie undid Brie’s jeans, and pulled them off, along with her lacy thong underwear. Naked now, Brie positioned her aching snatch over Kylie’s mouth, continuing to apply her oral ministrations to Kylie’s dripping cunt. Kylie’s tongue darted out, teasing Brie’s clit, while her hands spread her pussy lips open.
Amanda and Travis just stared, stunned at the scene in front of them. Jason and Ryan were stroking their hard cocks furiously as Brie and Kylie continued their oral assaults. Kylie began to moan loudly as she approached orgasm, her hips bucking wildly. Brie licked and sucked on Kylie’s pussy frantically, while her own orgasm loomed. Kylie cried out as waves of pleasure crashed over her. Her pussy clenched as she came, her body thrashing in ecstasy. As her orgasm subsided, Brie’s began. Kylie nibbled on Brie’s clit, sending her over the edge. Brie’s hips rose off the floor, her pussy pushing up into Kylie’s mouth as Brie screamed out with pleasure. She came for what seemed like hours, and then her body fell limp to the floor. Kylie rolled over onto the floor as well, and the two of them lay breathless and sweaty and satisfied.
“Holy shit,” Jason said, his hard cock still in his hand. “That was amazing.” The others nodded wordlessly.
After a few minutes, Kylie and Brie sat up. “Wow, that was insane,” Brie said.
“Best dare ever,” Kylie murmured. Shaking her daze away, she said, “OK whose turn is it?”
“I think it’s mine,” Brie said shakily. She snapped out of it. “OK, um, Ryan. Truth or dare?”
“Well if future dares are anything like that one, then I would be an idiot to pick truth,” Ryan replied.
“OK, dare it is,” Brie said. “Let’s see… Ryan, I dare you to…fuck Amanda doggie-style!”
“Holy shit!” said Travis.
“Oh boy,” said Jason.
“Uh,” said Ryan with a smile. “Fine by me. Amanda?” But she was already on her feet, heading toward the couch. She knealt on the couch, facing away from the group, her gorgeous, smooth ass sticking up for all to see.
“Bring it on, Ry Ry,” she said seductively. Ryan scrambled to his feet and approached the posing beauty. Her pussy lips looked beautiful and slick from behind, and he tested her with his fingers. She was sopping wet already, and his fingers slid easily into her pussy. She sighed heavily as he pulled his hand away from her cunt. Grasping his throbbing erection, Ryan positioned himself behind Amanda and guided the tip of his cock toward her pussy. He slid the cock head up and down the outside of her slit and he stroked her firm ass cheeks with his other hand. Amanda whimpered when she felt his smooth cock touch her pussy lips. “Please, fuck me,” she begged. “Fuck me Ryan.”
She looked back over her shoulder and saw him holding his beautiful cock in his hand. It was pulsing and huge. She watched as he positioned the mushroom head at her entrance and then slowly began to work it in. She gasped as the tip of Ryan’s cock penetrated her, and he began to work the shaft into her moist snatch. Soon, he had buried his entire eight inches in her pussy. He wrapped his arms around her torso and savored the feeling of warmth and tightness surrounding his engorged organ. The others watched, enraptured, while Ryan began to slowly pull out of Amanda’s pussy. He withdrew his cock almost all the way and then quickly plunged it back in. Amanda moaned loudly. Then Ryan began to fuck her in earnest.
His cock pistoned in and out of her dripping pussy, his smooth ass flexing with each thrust. His balls hung loose and slapped against Amanda’s ass each time he buried his thick cock in her. “Oh God, Ryan, your cock feels so good!” Amanda moaned. Ryan played with her breasts and tweaked her hard little nipples as he fucked her. Amanda’s moans became louder and louder as her orgasm approached. “Oh God, I’m coming, I’m coming!” she screamed. Ryan didn’t let up. He pounded into her slick pussy even harder, pumping away with abandon. Amanda came hard, thrashing against the cushions of the couch. Her pussy contracted against his cock and milked it, pushing Ryan over the edge. At the last second, he pulled his massive tool out of her and pumped it with his hand, spewing his milky seed all over Amanda’s back and ass. Spent, they collapsed on the couch, Amanda’s leg draped languorously over Ryan’s thigh.
“Wow, that was amazing!” exclaimed Brie, her fingers wet from massaging her own pussy. Travis had removed his clothing and was gently pulling on his cock. “Yeah that was awesome! Who’s next?” he asked eagerly.
“It’s my turn,” Ryan said. “And I choose Kylie.”
“Dare!” Kylie said instantly.
Ryan was ready for this and announced his dare right away: “OK, Kylie, I want you to re-enact your encounter with the Bradley twins on Travis and Jason.”
“Holy shit! That’s a good one!” Amanda laughed.
Kylie’s eyes grew big, and smiles broke out on Jason and Travis’s faces. “OK, let’s get going,” Kylie said. Pointing to Jason and Travis, she continued: “You two stand here on the floor.” The two boys stood naked next to each other, their dicks stiffening with anticipation. “OK, now, Jason, put your arm around Travis so that your hand is resting on his left hip.”

Dirty X Men

admin — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 21:05:46 +0000

It all started with a strange bug in the training room in professor’s X school for the gifted, the cover up for the X men headquarters. The mutants were practicing their skills against a sentinel replica in the training mode program. But suddenly, one of the robots, instead of fighting Psyche, grabbed her by her thighs, and trapped her in his arms. At first she fought back but when she saw the robot’s phallic proportion vibrating she changed her mind and let him take her, after all “this is just a game anyway” she thought, “better make the most of it”. His metallic dick rubbed against her vagina until it was wet and penetrated her mechanically. His sexual organ functioned like a vibrator and Psyche was quickly taken aback by it, and started to enjoy herself, moaning and grunting, she completely forgot were she was as she started having several juicy orgasms.
The other X-men were astounded at first but then got excited fairly quickly.
Wolverine smelt the odour of her honey spreading the room and pushed by his animal instinct, jumped on Jen Grey and spread her on the floor; he ripped her pants apart and licked her vagina wildly like a savage wolf. His dick pierced his pants and penetrated Jean wildly. He fucked her like a dog, his dick covered with hair like the one of a wolf, he entered her in a frantic pace, like a dog, his tongue out to lick her lips. He finished inside her, but his dick only got harder from his orgasmic pleasure, astonished by his endurance she came in admiration. He turned her body so that she got on her knees, and fucked her even faster, as he grabbed her tits and scratched her back, smelling her sweet sweat rolled down her neck, he came again and got even harder and bigger, he dug deeper in her and she came again, he ass inflated with pleasure as her muscles gave up with orgasmic bliss. Her relaxed butt being like a good strong couple of skin pillows, wolverine started pounding on her harder and harder until she was lying completely face down on the floor, with each stroke he reached the very bottom of her uterus and her clitoris throbbed in pleasure so that she couldn’t help from uttering little animal screams. As her vagina was pounded against the floor she started coming again, and her orgasm just seemed to get stronger with each blow, she lost her mind so that everything became one continuous string of pleasure, not knowing even how many times she was coming.
Cyclops undressed Storm while she was in the air with small warm vision shots on the right spots of her suit, her cape and each part of her suit fell gently on the floor and he caressed her vagina with his warm vision. Her moans gave gusts of wind, and when he started tickling her clitoris a cloud started growing over her pounding to the rhythm of her convulsing G-spot. As she gets closer to the edge the room is invaded by a tempest, thunder starts rowing, and a strong wind gushes forward. When she came, powerful rain came down on the room and everyone was soaked in her bliss.
Banshee felt challenged by Cyclops’s performance but she knew she could do better and quicker than that. Seeing the bulge in his nylon pants, she came behind him and grabbed his dick, she dissolved the tissues of his pants with her special power through her hand and gently squeezed his dick, he felt as if he had just penetrated the warmest and tightest vagina in the world, she just let her hand there applying heat waves and pressure without even stroking his cock she made him come just by holding and warming his dick with her special power. He could believe he had come so easily, as it all happened so quickly. She was very satisfied and turned on by her accomplishment and soon begun caressing his cock so that he would have a second erection, she then started caressing it with her butt being ready to feel his manhood. Cyclops drove her to the wall, took her pants off and penetrated her tight pussy from behind.
Professor X was in his screening room and as he watched the terrible orgy unleashing at the training facility, called phoenix and told her: “We must stop this with our mental powers!”
They started concentrating but instead of focusing on their task the images from the orgy turned them on, Jean Grey portrays Professor X taking her clothes of with his mind, levitating from his chair and penetrating her longing soul in mid air, as the images went through Professor X head the only thing he could picture was phoenix’s beautiful vagina, the shape of an iridescent shell, with it’s many layers, with his mind he started caressing every inch of it like a painter would stroke his canvas with his pencil. Except the paint came from the canvas this time, each stroke allowed phoenix burning skin to be wet by her honey, she spread her legs and Professor X concentrated even more, the image of her vagina spreading like an octopus and invading his mind, enveloping it with it’s tentacles, at the head of the octopus lied a small medusa that kept growing and pounding, it was her clitoris, as he concentrated solely on that point with all his mind, she started screaming in pleasure as she reached her first orgasm. Professor X glided through her body with his mind following the waves of her orgasm, from her clitoris to her outer lips to her asshole and her curves, down to her legs to the tip off her toes and up to her belly button, to her perfect breasts and to the tip of her nipples and to her lips, her eyes and the bottom of her soul, he descends again to her heart and tickles her stomach before going again into her vagina, getting himself ready to bring her to a chain of never-ending orgasms with the power of his mind.
As Magneto was getting terribly bored in his secret hideout, Mystique called him to the spycam room: “Look what’s happening!” she said, “Our enemies are having an orgy!”
Awoken from his melancholy, he looked at the screens and excited by the view of that rare gangbang, he suggested: “Maybe we can have some fun ourselves.”
“Why don’t you turn to some one sexier?” he said looking at her intensely.
“I’m offended…don’t you think I’m sexy like that?”
“I prefer Jennifer Lopez.”
Instantly she took the shaper of a naked JLO.
“That’s better…now lay down on that metal chair”
As she obeyed, he manipulated the iron of the chair with his power so that it trapped her hands and feet to it.
“Now let’s have some fun.” He said with a grin.
“I didn’t know you were into bondage,” she said with a concerned smile.
“And a lot more!” he laughed.
He made the metal clutch her legs and spread them apart as another piece of metal went into her mouth like a finger she could bite on, more strands of metal shaped like tweezers grabbed her nipples, and spread on her tits like liquid metal massaging her breasts, the feel of cold metal made her nipples hard instantly and she gave a sigh of delight.
“So you are into bondage after all!” he said, “Give me another shape!”
She became Christina Aguilera as a three fingered metal hand touched her belly and ran down to caress her utter lips unleashing a flow of liquid that wet the metal and made it shine. As she started moaning, Magneto accumulated metal in his hands and sculpted it in his hand to form an exact replica of his penis, he warmed it up in his hands, pointed it to Mystique’s vagina and made the head of the metal dildo spin, as she saw that she said “oh” and became Denise Richards. Watching the curve off her beautiful lips and green eyes, Magneto propelled the dildo like an arrow straight into her uterus.
As the dildo penetrated her she moaned in pleasure and became Naomi Campbell. The metal dildo drove in and out of her giving her extreme pleasure with it’s rotating head. As she was getting more and more excited she turned into other woman frantically: Jennifer Love Hewitt, Britney Spears, Jennifer Aniston, Sabrina, Whitney Huston, and Mariah Carey. The stimulation was becoming so intolerable that soon enough she was at the brink of orgasm. As magneto sensed this, he slowed down a bit and made the whole dildo slowly twist in her vagina. When the dildo had turned three times on itself she came screaming in bliss with I high pitch worthy of Mariah’s best songs: she turned into every single woman of the world at incredible speed while her long and strong orgasm made her loose any notion of her individuality, she became a cosmic woman. Magneto was content with having made all womankind come through chameleon.
But also this game had made him harder than steel and he made the metal chair come near him so that Mystique’s mouth came just a few inches away from his bulge, the piece of metal she had in her mouth spread apart and like with a couple of hooks opened Mystique’s mouth. As he made his pants drop, her mouth swallowed his steel hard-on at once. She avidly sucked hard on his dick has he then stared back at the surveillance spycam image witch depicted Wolverine coming for the fifth time and the others exhausted from their several orgasms.
“I didn’t think spying on your enemy could be so much fun!” exclaimed Magneto.

Land Of Enchantment

admin — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 17:06:06 +0000

This is my first attempt at writing erotica. Please send me feedback to let me know what you think. Enjoy.
When I first arrived in Santa Fe I fell in love with the city. Elegantly nestled in the mountains, it was my first taste of the Southwest and I knew I would someday make it my home. My experiences over the next week only served to confirm this feeling. I was in Santa Fe to attend a conference on Biology. Though I was only a freshman, my college adviser had encouraged me to go if I was serious about an academic career. So, here I was, on my own for the first time in my 19 years on this planet. To say the least I was excited.
Let me tell you a little bit about myself. I am a lesbian and have known it since I was about 10 years old. I haven’t had much experience, one relationship when I was really young and some play petting with girl friends. I owe this to another peculiarity of my nature, which is that I am extremely shy. I am pretty (I think)at 5′2″, slim with shoulder length brunette hair and blue eyes. I have a decent figure with kind of small (32b) but well formed breasts. I also tend to dress fairly conservatively, which keeps me off most women’s “gaydar”. In short I look like the girl next door and don’t really advertise my sexual preference.
So there I was, far from home and my parents for the first time and I wanted to experience everything! The conference didn’t start until tomorrow morning so my professor, who was also attending the conference suggested that I go check out the Plaza, which was not too far from where we were staying. When I arrived at the Plaza it was like entering another world. The adobe buildings all around gave off a unique blend of southwestern and Victorian elegance. I was enthralled by the sights, sounds and smells of the place as I threaded my way through the thin crowds of people browsing the shops and art galleries.
After a while I realized I was hungry and found a great little sidewalk cafe. I sat outside and ordered some Mexican food and wine (fortunately they didn’t card me)when I caught sight of the most elegant woman I had ever seen. She was older, in her late forties, with short dark hair that was lightly streaked with gray and piercing dark eyes. Her skin was a deep bronze that spoke of Spanish ancestry. She was dressed, in what I came to learn was Santa Fe style, a dark pleated dress, a vest and broad brimmed hat. She wore a belt of silver that accentuated her ample hips and the vest she wore outlined her firm round breasts. In short she was stunning.
I must have been staring because she looked my way, caught my eye and broke into a warm friendly smile that I could have drowned in. To my surprise, she hugged her goodbye’s with the small group of people she was with and made her way over to my table. My heart was pounding in my chest when she introduced herself as Elise and asked if she could join me.
“Y-yess, please do,my name is Tammy” I managed to stammer out as she sat down and ordered wine.
“Is this your first time in Santa Fe?” she asked
I told her that it was and that I was in town for the Biology conference but I loved the city and couldn’t wait to see more of it. I must have been blushing head to toe talking with the most beautiful woman I had ever met. She noticed:
“Don’t worry I won’t bite’” she said “you just looked lonely and I thought you might like a guide? Since I’ve lived here all of my life I thought I would offer my services.”
I accepted her offer and she lead me to her car, which was a nice late model Mercedes. She drove me around town for a couple of hours stopping at various points of interest. When it began to grow dark she invited me back to her home, which she assured me had an excellent view of the city. When I accepted she drove us up a winding mountain road to a modest Santa Fe style house nestled on a hillside. The interior was elegantly decorated with southwestern style furniture and she gave me the grand tour ending on the second story balcony off of her bedroom overlooking the city.
We were both admiring the city lights as the night cooled with fresh mountain air.
“Would you like some wine?” she asked.
“I would love some”
She disappeared into the house and returned a moment later with two wine glasses and a bottle of New Mexican wine. We both sipped our wine and absorbed the view in silence. A few times I felt her eyes on me and I would smile at her. “Was this gorgeous woman actually interested in me?” I thought to myself. If so, this truly must be heaven.
When she refilled our wine glasses after the first was empty she was behind me and brought her arm around me to offer me the refilled glass. As I took it I felt her other hand slide gently around my waist to settle on my belly just above my waistline.
If I weren’t so damn shy I would have melted into her arms. As it was my hands went white knuckled as I griped the balcony railing and my body stiffened. I felt her pull me firmly back against her body, her breasts pressed against my back and a gentle but insistent pressure from her hips against my ass.
I felt her hot breath on my neck just behind my ear as she whispered;
“Is this OK?”
“Oh yes Elise!” I replied and tried to convey in that single utterance that I would assent to anything she desired.
She must have gotten the message because she began sucking my earlobe and she pulled me back strongly against her. Her other arm encircled me as well and began making its way up my shirt to caress my breasts. We both moaned in pleasure.
It was a frantic and lusty thing from that point on. She was kissing and sucking the back of my neck. Her left hand fumbling with the button on my jeans, her right roughly massaging my breast.
When she had my zipper down she lifted my shirt over my head and the night air assaulted my breasts making my already hard nipples painfully so. I tried to turn to kiss her, but she held me facing away in a strong embrace. Her hand came up under my chin and turned my head so she could kiss me over my shoulder. Our tongues entwined as she kissed me hard and pressed her body against me from behind.
This elegant woman was so in command. She knew exactly what she wanted and was taking it from my willing body.
As we kissed she hooked her thumbs in my jeans and pulled them past my hips to my knees. She was still fully clothed. Her hand traveled down to find my soaking wet sex as her right began anew her rough caress of my breasts. The cold night air was in stark contrast to the heat my skin radiated.
Then she pushed me forward so my hands gripped the balcony rail to support myself. She pulled back with her left hand and I felt two fingers enter my pussy as her palm pressed against my clit. I felt her hips press against my ass and a hand moving in a rhythmic motion against it. When I looked back over my shoulder I saw a combination of Ecstasy and concentration on her face and her right hand was in her skirt rubbing her own pussy as she pulled me rhythmically against her. She was simultaneously fingering me and getting herself off.
My almost continuous moaning was punctuated by each of her thrusts which came faster, harder and more insistent with each passing second. Waves of pleasure began crashing through my body as my orgasm hit. I was dimly aware through the haze of pleasure that Elise’s moans had turned to short ragged grunts and I could feel her body begin to shudder against me as she came.
After the last few desperate thrusts came we both collapsed in a heap on the balcony floor and she finally allowed me to turn in her arms for a more gentle embrace.
We made love most of the night and in the morning she dropped me off on time for the conference. She left me tired but satisfied on the street with a promise of dinner and more sight seeing that evening.

Seven Deadly Sins Ch. 01

admin — Mon, 30 Jun 2008 13:06:08 +0000

Chapter 01: Lust
“I don’t believe it! They’re just gonna let him walk?”
Julia Moreno’s voice was low but piercing; her words made a couple officers at the far end of the station look up to hear more.
“Insufficient evidence,” said her partner, inspector Dennis Myler, through his teeth. “The DA is dropping the charges.”
“We have 5 girls who could testify against the sonofabitch!” said Julia.
“They aren’t credible witnesses,” said Dennis. “They were all too heavily drugged to remember anything. Even though we know they were raped the same night that he had them in his apartment, we can’t PROVE that he did it.”
“It’s probable cause, for heaven’s sake!” said Julia.
“No blasphemy, Miss Moreno!” said a thin police secretary, and handed them the day’s mail. “Being a good Catholic, you should know better!”
“Thank you, Lydia,” said Dennis, and flipped through the letters.
Lydia closed her lips tight, and walked away.
“That woman needs to get laid!” Julia muttered, and crossed her arms over her big, round breasts. “So, they’re just gonna let him walk? And molest God-knows how many more girls?”
“He knows that we’re on to him,” said Dennis. “He won’t even dare to buy cookies from a girl scout for the next month and a half!”
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Their boss, Henry Flannigan, didn’t share Dennis’ hopeful attitude. Right after lunch, he called both Dennis and Julia into his office to discuss the case, or, more exactly, to yell at them.
“We had him!” he started. “We fucking had him! And then that bitch of a lawyer of his waltzes in here, shaking her ass, and tears our evidence up like it was some fucking toilet paper! We need new evidence! Witnesses! Something!”
“We’re trying to scrape up something on him, sir,” said Julia. “If we can just get enough to get to a trial, I’m sure the DA will…”
“We won’t get to trial on circumstantial evidence, woman!” Flannigan shouted. Didn’t you just hear what I said? We need solid evidence! Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, sir,” said Julia, pink with rage.
“If we could have him followed, sir…” Dennis started.
“Do you really think we have the man power for that?” Flannigan interrupted him. “If you want to waste your evenings staking out that pervert, by all means, but don’t expect to get paid for it!”
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Dennis found her sitting alone out in the stairs, taking deep breaths and struggling furiously not to cry.
“Don’t let him get to you,” he said.
“He’s an asshole!” she hissed.
He sat down next to her, and put an arm around her shoulders.
“He makes it sound like we’re idiots, who need to be told what to do!” Julia growled. “How can someone be so fucking IGNORANT after all this time on the force?”
Dennis turned her face towards him, and kissed her. Her excitement, although it was caused by anger and not lust, made her response fiery, and he could feel how his body reacted by getting harder.
“My place, tonight?” he said.
She shook her head.
“Not tonight, Den,” she said. “My brother’s coming over, to show off his son’s motor development. I’m required to be there and play the part of a proud auntie.”
“How about the garage in 10 minutes?” said Dennis.
“You’re on!” said Julia, and got to her feet.
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“Awww, come on, man!”
“I told you, girl, you need to show some ID to get into the club!”
“Fucking asshole!”
Fred Thompson looked carefully at the girl, who was being escorted away from the nightclub she had tried to sneak in to. She was short and skinny, with big eyes and small tits. The miniskirt and the deep-cut tank top were black, and she had a tiny rucksack on her back. She could be, how old? 16? 17? A bit TOO old for him. Then again, one couldn’t really tell a girl’s age when she had all that make-up on. A 14-year-old might pass for 22, and vice versa. She saw him looking at her, but she merely put her nose in the air and walked away.
“Oh, so I’m too old for ya, you little bitch?” he mumbled.
He followed her casually. She went into a McDonalds restaurant, got herself a cheeseburger, and sat down at the far end. Smiling, he walked up to the teenage Rastafarian boy behind the counter, ordered a burger and a Diet Coke, and carried his tray over to her table.
“Mind if I sit down?” he said.
She looked up at him, then shrugged her shoulders. He sat down across from her, unwrapped his burger, and took a bite.
“I saw you over by the club,” he said. “How come they wouldn’t let you in?”
“The fucking idiot didn’t believe that I was 18!” she muttered. “And I didn’t have my ID with me. That pig! Who does he think he is?”
“There, now,” said Fred. “It’s hard to tell a woman’s age. I would have guessed 15, or 16…”
She grinned.
“I know,” she said. “I look like a friggin’ baby! But I really AM 18, I promise!”
“Sure, baby,” he said, smiling. “If you say so…”
He didn’t believe her. She looked much younger. She looked younger, the more he looked at her! She HAD to be younger! All that make-up… the amount of jewelry… no grown-up woman would wear all that. No, she had to be younger than 18! 16… or maybe even 15? Much older than he normally wanted them, but, hey, she was still Forbidden Fruit.
“If you want, I could make it up to you that you didn’t get into that club,” he said.
She looked at him with a questioning expression.
“You could come over to my place, have a beer, or a drink, and just chill for a while,” he said.
“I don’t know…” she said.
“You think I’m one of those perverts who get young girls drunk and take advantage of them?” he said, smiling teasingly at her. “I’m not, I promise. I just don’t want a young woman like yourself to wander around town at night and risk running into one of them.”
She smiled.
“Your place…” she said. “Is it far from here?”
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She was getting dizzy. Her speech sounded sloppy, and her eyes seemed to have some trouble focusing on anything. He moved closer, and put his arm around her.
“You’re very pretty,” he said. “You’re so sweet I could eat you alive!”
She giggled. He pushed her hair, stiff from hairspray, aside, and placed a very wet kiss on her neck. His other hand slid up her leg, in under her skirt.
“No,” she mumbled. “You mustn’t…”
Yes! That’s it! Protest all you want, little girl!
He squeezed her thigh, bent down to kiss her small breasts through the fabric of her top.
“Ow!” she said. “You’re hurting me!”
Oh, yes! Little girls shouldn’t dress like sluts! Little girls shouldn’t talk to strangers…
His hand moved from under her skirt up to her top, slid under it, and cupped a naked breast.
“Stop!” she said, and made a weak effort to push him away.
Oh, yes, yes, yesss..! Resistance! Struggle! Force!
He pushed her down on the sofa, got on top of her, pulled her skirt up, and ripped her cotton panties off. He penetrated her, pounded her hard, hard, hard. She moaned.
What the..?
She moaned. She didn’t scream. She didn’t break. She wasn’t as tight as he had expected. SHE WASN’T A VIRGIN! He looked up, met her eyes, and he had time to think that she suddenly looked all sober and clear-headed, her eyes weren’t dizzy but SHARP, sharp and piercing and cold and EVIL – and then he felt the pain. He tried to scream, but could only produce a gargling sound. She pushed him off her, and he fell to the floor, blood flooding out of the gash at his throat, soaking the carpet.
She got up and straightened her clothes. She picked up the glass she had been drinking from, walked out into the kitchen, and washed it carefully. She wiped the blood-stained knife clean, and put it back in her purse. She wiped the blood off her face and chest, and tidied her clothes. When she was all done, she walked back out into the living room, and leaned close to the dying man. He stared at her, gargling faintly.
“Oh, and another thing…” she said. “I lied. I’m not really 18. I’m actually 24.”
She stood up, and took a handkerchief out of her purse, to avoid leaving any finger prints on the door handle as she left…
To Be Continued…